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It wasn’t until they were pulling into the parking lot of his apartment complex that she finally opened her eyes.
“Where’d ya go there, Lowe?” he asked.
“Nowhere.”
She wanted to think about what she had been processing. In truth, she was completely surprised that she hadn’t caught a whiff of a woman involved in her earlier case. Still, in this particular case, it was only because the hotel had cameras that they’d spotted her. On the mainland, it was probably easier to hide their interactions. Also, no one linked to the bombing in Virginia had been killed before the attack. Not that she knew of, at least. She would have to do a search of unsolved deaths leading up to that bombing.
“Tamilya,” Marcus said gently. She looked over at him and realized they were parked in the garage.
“Oh,” she said gathering up her stuff. He got out of the SUV and came around to her side. He opened the door for her since her arms were filled.
“Thanks,” she said.
He shut the door and they walked side-by-side to the elevator. When he pressed the button, the doors slid open immediately. Once they were on their way up to his apartment, he turned to her. She realized he was studying her, concern darkening his eyes.
“What?” she asked.
“You have me a little worried.”
“Worried?”
He nodded. “You seem preoccupied.”
She rolled her eyes. “Of course. We have a nut job woman and a Chinese dissident running around Hawaii and we don’t know why.”
He didn’t have time to respond because the doors slid open. In fact, he said nothing else until they were in his apartment. She removed her shoes, then took her bag to the extra bedroom.
“Do you want to order something to eat?”
She nodded. “I think we should work first.”
“It’s going to take at least forty minutes before they can get here. You need some food in you, Tammy.”
“Don’t call me that.”
“You didn’t complain when we were dating.”
“We didn’t date according to you. We just hooked up.”
His lips thinned into a line. Don’t like it, too bad she thought with an inward smirk. The man needed to learn not to make proclamations if he couldn’t deal with the ramifications.
“I didn’t say that. I said we went too fast.”
She scrubbed a hand over her face. “I don’t want to fight, but I can’t deal with this right now. I just want to work.”
“And we need to eat. We can pick a place and then work until the food arrives.”
That sounded reasonable, but she didn’t feel like being reasonable. She wanted to be a pain in the ass. She wanted to irritate him. From his tone, she was succeeding.
“Fine. Whatever.”
He sighed. “If you would just talk to me, I might be able to help, Tammy.”
Dammit, he used that nickname. Again. Right after she had told him not to. “You want to know what is bothering me?”
He nodded, his gaze locked with hers. She wished she could call him an asshole, but she knew he wasn’t. He was kind and supportive—more than she expected. He doted on all the women in his family. And he was a good work partner. He showed respect to everyone, especially women. Even when they were dating, she never felt disrespected, and when they had to interact on the job—even back in DC—he always backed her up. He never doubted their opinions. He might challenge them, but he never acted as if he were superior because of his gender.
Dammit. It made him so damned irresistible.
